Monday, 31 August 2009

Sunday, 30 August 2009

SEX! This position is something I like to call 'The green question mark', or 'The dragon sigh', or 'The monkey's paw', or 'The Gimpo', or 'pulling the goalie'. Man, I need to think of better ones. I'm gonna be up all night. 'The I can give good sex to you'. Hmm.

Saturday, 29 August 2009

Cobain and I watched this cockroach getting rushed by a gang of ants for 10 minutes. Brutal. We contemplated flipping the poor guy back over, but the ghost of Steve Irwin whispered 'It's nature's way' to us, and besides, who gives a crap about cockroaches? Go ants!

Could there be a better way to celebrate your birthday than having a few of your closest friends bushwack you and tape you to a pillar? I can't think of one. The drink affixed to the hand is a nice touch.

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

Once a month, these damn air raid sirens go off. I know that they do, but whenever I hear that sound, I instinctively check to see if there's a mushroom cloud growing behind Mount Halla. Sometimes I think that a nuclear strike on Seoul wouldn't be such a bad thing. They need to clean that town up. Yup. Sea of fire. Or is it 'East Sea of fire'? Anyways.

I'm trapped in my cell, and I haven't taken any pictures or done anything in weeks, so here is a collection of some of my favorite silly signs/things I've seen in my wasted life. Enjoy. By the way, if Goldorak ever really decided the start drinking the soju, we'd all be in big trouble.

The rainy season here in Seogwipo (pronounced 'Soggy-po', how apt) has apparently been one of the worst in recent memory. Usually lasting almost a month from mid-June to mid-July, this year has been different. Starting in early July, the skies have been unrelentingly grey, with few exceptions. I'm talking about a dull monochrome grey that means you never know what time of day it is. 8AM is 11AM is 4PM is 6PM, it all looks the same. Coupled with the ball-breaking humidity, it's having the effect of making me a disoriented and dull boy, staring at the bars on my window. Hell, at least I'm not still in Taiwan, poor bastards.

Sunday, 9 August 2009

The waterfalls of the Seogwipo side of Jeju are super-touristy, mecca-like landmarks every Korean is duty-bound to take their v-flashing picture in front of. Off the beaten waterfall track is Eongtto Falls, an impressive and colorful cliff that only transforms into a waterfall after epic rainfall. A few weeks ago, after a heavy rain, I raced to Eongtto hoping to see the promised torrent. It wasn't as pictured, but I saw it. Trickle.